I'd rather be having a beer!: July 2006

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Check it out!

I just found my costume for Halloween:

That's hot!

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Holy Lumberg moment!!!

I actually said to a client, "Yeah, if you could make that payment by August 9th, that'd be greaaat." And I didn't do it on purpose.

I don't wanna turn into Lumberg, he has bad hair and terrible taste in office attire!! Besides, suspenders totally make me look flat.

Must . . . take . . . mind . . . off . . . . Lumberg . . . .

Let's try this:

Monday, July 24, 2006

Quickie - post, I mean

We had the best weekend ever at Birch Lake! We left Friday night after I got off work and the weather was absolutely beautiful. Friday night was spent lounging by the fire and eating chicken and apple brats (Emril does awesome stuff with meat - and I don't mean it like that, Whit, get your mind out of the gutter!) until the wee hours of the morning. There may or may not have been an entire fifth of Crown Royal involved . . .

Saturday was hot and beautiful, and after stuffing ourselves with sausage, eggs and biscuits, we headed down to launch the boat and the jet skis. We played in the lake, anchored the boat out in the middle of the lake and tanned, threw a nerf football around, (Shorty was in the water and honestly, I didn't mean to throw it 3 inches short each time I passed it to him. It's not my fault I throw like a girl and he got soaked! Really!) cruised around in the boat, tore around on the jet skis and goofed off until about 7:30 when we headed back to the cabin for dinner. The boys grilled cheeseburgers, steaks and chicken and I spanked everyone in Scattergories. We hung until about 2:30 a.m. before we Sallied out and went to bed.

Sunday was even hotter than Saturday, but Warren and Shorty started whining like a couple of girls about wanting to get home early, so we packed up and headed back to Fairbanks. On the way home, we stopped at the Knotty Shop for the best ice cream in North America. Seriously, it is. I had the Cherry Vanilla and It. Was. Awesome. We were home, unpacked and I was lounging in the Jacuzzi tub by 2 in the afternoon. The rest of Sunday was spent napping on the couch with the spoiled rotten little hairballs who missed us terribly, munching and watching TV.

I wish we could have stayed longer on Sunday, but it was kinda nice to get home at a decent hour and have time to chill and nap. We did get a few pictures, which I'll post as soon as I find time to download everything onto the computer.

So, the weekend was awesome and I didn't feel the tiniest bit bad about missing the womens Golden Days softball tourney. I'm kinda burned out and I really don't think I'll play Late Season, but then again, I always say that and I always end up on a team or two. We'll see. I did order a new bat bag since the strap on my old one broke, and it would be a shame for it to not be used . . . .

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Randomness - you like it!

I came across an attachment in an email that totally reminded me of Shorty:

And one that reminded me of Whitney:

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Delias has cute tees - who knew??!

I stumbled upon a few cute tees while idly flipping through a Delia's catalog that came in the mail. (Yes, my job is incredibly stressful and time-consuming.)

Fee free to send me any and all of the following - size Large:

Monday, July 17, 2006

Ummmm - S'CUZE ME!!

Okay, like, I totally did not authorize this:

I miss the long hair. I refuse to have an idol with short hair - however, she still looks smokin' hot, so I think it's okay.

The softball tourney was alright - I got game MVP in our last game Saturday nite, we got out Sunday morning, and we took 7th, which sucked, but so did our fielding, so there ya go. The X Fights were super fun, and I went out with Normagene, Nick and Tim Saturday night to celebrate the boys' last night here. And I may possibly have lost a bet and ended up riding the bull at Kodiak Jacks. I didn't get bucked off, which Nick and I also made a bet on, but that was probably due to the fact that I bribed the bull operator with a free shot. The shot cost more than the bet would have, but it's the principle of the thing, dammit! I walked up there all big-eyed, fluttered my eye lashes, busted out some crap about how I was so scared and I'd never done anything like this before and please, oh, please, don't buck me off, I'm really nervous - and the duder ate it up. He even walked me out there and helped me on the bull! Nick, of course, knew I was totally playing and he was glaring at me and shaking his head the whole time. How is it my fault that boys are dumb and he's a poor loser?? :)

Sunday after we got spanked by AK Sheet Metal I picked the monster up, drug her back to our house and spent the rest of the day playing catch with her, cleaning the house and falling asleep on the chair.

I don't want to jinx it, but Shorty put in to get this weekend off (an actual full, whole, entire WEEKEND off!!!!!) and we're planning on taking the boat and the monster out to Birch Lake. WOO HOO!!!!

I don't care who Shorty's has to sleep with or bribe to make this happen, it will happen. :P

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Dear Asshole Who Egged My Truck:

I can only assume that you have some kind of issue with the Kansas City Chiefs since the only part of my truck that was slathered in egg was one of my Chiefs decals. If that's the case, I have a suggestion for you: grow the fuck up. I'm sorry that you seem to have some kind of problem with the football team that I like. Apparently, my support of the Chiefs is offending. Tough shit. If it's that big of a deal to you, send nasty email to Herm Edwards like the rest of the haters, and leave my shit alone.

P.S. You owe me an $8 wash at Gasline, jackass, and I sincerely hope you try your bullshit again because when I catch you, disliking an NFL team badly enough to deface someone's property is going to be the least of your worries.

I'm sorry, I have to . . . .

*whimper* Brad Pitt is insanely hot . . . . okay I'm done. (Sorry, Shorty, I really do love you, but it's Brad Pitt!)

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I am officially older than dirt

In a desperate effort to stem the flow of mean, nasty, uncomplimentary emails that have been flooding my Inbox, I'm posting a real update. (Since Whit apparently has nothing better to do than check my blog for updates every three seconds . . . :P)

Yes, it's true, I am officially older than dirt - I had my 10 year class reunion last week. SOB! I knew it was coming so I had plenty of time to prepare myself for this emotional trauma - and in a moment of weakness I went shopping for a cute new outfit that I didn't get to wear. There have been a lot of class reunions scheduled here in Fairbanks and in North Pole, so I thought I had a fairly reasonable idea of what to expect. Several classes rented conference rooms at the Princess Hotel and a few classes met at nice restaurants, so I figured I couldn't go wrong with a pair of white dress pants and a cute hip-length coral halter top. Not seriously dressy, but not scroungy. So I'm thinking that we'll have a dinner at one of the restaurants. Not quite. The Seward High School class of 1996 10 year reunion was 23 miles out of town in one of the pavilions at Trail Lake campground. Yeah, I didn't wear my white pants - and having a drink was out of the question since I had to borrow my grandmother's car (which doesn't have a CD player!!) to drive out there. It was good to see people, though, espeically since I didn't really keep in touch with anyone after high school. However, for the next reunion, I totally wouldn't be opposed to spending $50 a person to have dinner in town somewhere.

The trip back to Seward was a lot of fun, though - I got to see Dad and Uncle Jeff, spend time with Mom, Nana, Aunt Kris, Aunt Fumby and my little cousins and we watched Uncle Shawn and Eddie run the Mount Marathon race on the 4th. Eddie finished 16th, Uncle Shawn finished 17th and Eddie shattered the record for his age group - a record he set last year on his first race up the mountain - so I thought they both did really, really well. They wanted to run in under 50 minutes, which didn't happen (Eddie's time was 50:56 and Uncle Shawn's time was 51:47) and I got the feeling they were a little bummed about that, but they both shaved a lot off their times from last year and I know they'll improve even more next year.

I got back from Seward Thursday nite, got picked up at the airport by Shorty and Megyn, rushed home, threw all my camping and softball gear in my truck and drove to Wasilla Friday nite after work for the Mat-Su womens softball tourney. Yeah, I'm whiped out right now. We camped out at the fields and I had a pimp set up with my queen sized air mattress - I LOVE THAT THING!! We spanked the three teams we played on Saturday. The scores were 22 - 5, 22 - 6 & 22 - 12 . . . and then we got tore down Sunday morning 8 - 20 and 19 - 25. I'm sure the amount of alcohol that was consumed Saturday nite played a large part in us completely sucking Sunday morning. I made some great plays at second and I actually didn't drop a single ball that was hit to me in the outfield. Only one grounder got past me out there - it hit a rut, took a funky bounce and popped over the top of my glove, which wasn't a big deal since Alina was camped out right behind me. I love having good back up!

I got game MVP our third game on Saturday, which was sweet, but I'm not consistant with my bat anymore, and honestly, I'm not that worried about it. I'm getting seriously burned out and I doubt I'll play Late Season this year. I've been totally lax in getting to sand volleyball this summer and I the only thing I'm remotely excited for is indoor soccer in the fall. I've dedicated so many of my summers to softball and volleyball and I think I'm finally tired of it. We'll see. Somehow, I always say I'm done and then I end up playing anyway. It's different now that Shorty's not playing, though. It's not as much fun. (Whit, stop gagging, I'm trying to get bonus points here!! Play along, dammit!)

I have coed games tonite, tomorrow I'm coming home, working out and then we're supposed to meet up with Warren & Sheilah for dinner somewhere, I'm not sure what's up on Friday, I have the Coed Golden Days softball tourney on Saturday and X Fighting on Saturday nite, and Shorty might try to get Sunday off so we can take the boat to the lake. It's all fun stuff, but I really want to spend an evening at home relaxing and doing nothing. Maybe we can do that on Friday nite . . . .

(the building in the picture is Seward High School, which is where I got my hi-skool edjumakashon)

Date nite!

Shorty and I went out all by ourselves last nite! It was kind of a spontaneous thing, which we haven't done in ages.

I got back home from my run, (running in 75 degree weather sucks, BTW!) we cruised over to pick up his white Ford truck and move it to the back of the lot at Affordable and we ended up taking a different way home. Shorty stopped into a 2 Go Mart for a soda and as soon as we pulled out of the parking lot, my stellar sense of direction popped into play and told me that we were going in the opposite direction of our house. Naturally, my first thought was that Shorty had met some stripper named Bambi at Reflections last weekend while I was in Wasilla, he'd fallen in lust, and his new bimbo had brain washed him into disposing of me at some desolate corner of Fairbanks so the two of them could be together. Imagine my relief when Shorty admitted that we were actually on our way to the movie theatre! We're going to be insanely busy for the next few days, so Shorty decided that we should take advantage of the one free evening we had and hit up Pirates of the Caribbean. :) :) :) There was a show starting in about 45 mintues so we headed over to Wendys for fude and then killed more time in the arcade of the theatre, where Shorty proceeded to make the pin ball game his bitch. We didn't get home until 12:30 last nite, but it was totally worth it!! The movie was great and it had been so long since the two of us did something alone together that I had forgotten what it was like!

(I'll do a real update soon!)

I'd rather be having a beer!